Each day I put my body through hardship

Whenever I arise, I am never refreshed

Like how I used to be

I arrive at school mere minutes after being tormented

Each day I try to decipher this mental atrocity upon my consciousness

All to no avail

The deeper meaning of my wierder dreams are yet to be unearthed

But the erotic ones remain an enigma

Forever haunting me with unwanted lust and spiritual damage

Why do I try to understand

When the greatest aspect of my daily life becomes corrupted

And warped beyond measure?

It's no wonder I suffer through the night

When I stay awake through the one prior to it

Going to bed at an earlier hour does no good

As it merely reduces the possibility of being tormented through the night

Sleeping is meant to be relaxation and luxurious to the mind

But instead it drags my mind and soul through Hell and back

All because I suffer a sinful desire and this is my punishment for it

Each day I shove it down deeper and move along

What else is there to be done?

My schoolwork scarcely pays the price for my torture

As I become easily focused on it

Even so

At the end of the day,

When all is said and all is done

I suffer deep down inside with no cure to it

My elders console me on the subject

And I appreciate their understanding and selfless effort

To get me well again

But three years of unconscious torture have broken my sanity

I no longer what is real and what is not

My dreams and nightmares have altered that sense

And my only release is to illustrate them and write it out

Because if I don't surely I will go insane

Not many out of my family circle know of my pain

But I suppose it is better that way

The less that know,the more that bother to care

I have recently asked the Lord for insight on my dreams

And I have been rewarded

But my dreams only got even worse

And a thousand times more bizarre

I used to be fearful to close my eyes

And travel through the freakshow of the mind

That I am not sure is even mine

Several aspects of my dreams

May have direct sourses

Should I be doing anything repeatedly before rest

Everything else frightens me all the same

There's nothing I can do

To make it all stop